Fallen Memories

Dry red autumn leaves
Lie like fallen memories
On the tracks of time



Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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  1. Approriate message for the right kinda picture.Hey u wrote it after seeing the pic? Or u thot abt it and searched for the rt pic?Sounds stupid? hehe….

  2. Very very beautiful.. one doubt though.. you got the pic and then wrote this kutty poem?? or wrote the poem and got the pic??? cuz both synch verrrrrrrrrry well 🙂

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